Monday, September 26, 2011

Welcome: A New Clash Begins


 Staff’s Choice – The Best Hook
Hostess: Gail Pallotta
Some passages pull us into their worlds and won’t let us go. Writers use a variety of techniques to hook us. The film producer and director Alfred Hitchcock popularized the “MacGuffin,” a device used to drive the plot in books as well as grab the attention of movie audiences. As I understand it, the “MacGuffin” is something the characters want, such as money or power. It’s a focal point early in the story when characters’ struggles and motivations are revealed. As the book progresses, the “MacGuffin” becomes less relevant, but it figures into the climax. It’s possible it could be completely forgotten by the end of a book. It’s just one way writers hook us. Some plant mysterious questions in the early parts of their books. Others entice us with intriguing characters, spell-binding dialogue or fascinating settings.
 For our Staff’s Choice Clash we searched the first chapters of books to find excerpts that hooked us. There are so many great stories out there. It was a difficult task, but we’re hooked on these and think you will be too. They’re different, but equally spell binding. Vote, comment, and leave an encouraging word to be entered in the drawing for a copy of the book. For more interaction visit our Facebook page. On Wednesday, come back to read about our wonderful blog alliance partners.


                                                          Excerpt A

Even smoke runs from fire.
But I find myself compelled to enter hell's havoc and the swirling chasm, to take for my own the taming of the element, screwing my courage to the sticking place. When blackness billows heaven-bent from hallways, and flame tips lick lintels like a serpent's tongue, the Sirens stand singing. Mast ties won't hold fast.
Enter the cloud.
Enveloped by heat.
Vanquish the destroyer.
I come from a family of firemen. And borne into my blood was a gift. It arrives at times in whispers, other times more subtle. But beyond the beckon of skeptical sensibilities I've become convinced.
The fire speaks to me.
I know where it is going. I know what it will do. Some call it heightened intuition. Others credit Irish luck. But I know that it's more.
And it was this very thing, this brash self-confidence, that propelled me down a fateful course one thirty-first of October.

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Captain Butcher slammed his palm on the clipboard sliding off the dash. He cursed. "We ain't doing nobody no good if we don't get there alive, Aidan."
I winked at him, tightening and relaxing my grip on the steering wheel. His silver-laced moustache rowed back and forth like a set of oars. Our normal driver had taken the day off, so lucky for Butcher, I stepped up as acting operator.
I hung a hard right and the clipboard fell again. This time he missed. He grabbed the side of his door and slung my name with a slew of expletives.
I couldn't help but grin. "Nice alliteration, Cap."
"Nice what? Watch out. Slow down."
We threaded through the glowing Reno arch, under its mainstay mantra, The Biggest Little City in the World. South Virginia Street stretched out before our blaring Pierce Quantum pumper. I laid on the air horn through intersections and wound the grinder into a high wail. The burgundy hues of the autumn sunset filtered through the foothills, bathing building sides with amber tones and glinting windows.
A pillar of black cloud rose from the south.
Deep into District Three. We'd be third engine in, coming from downtown. I hated being anything but first in. But third was better than second. At least we wouldn't be stuck hooking up water supply.
Static crackled from the radio, "All units, be advised, we have reports of occupants trapped."
I pushed the pedal to the floor. The rig surged like an elephant charging. Cars and businesses passed as blurs. The guys in the back strapped on their packs, cranking open the air valves to the beep-beep-beep acknowledgment of the built-in motion sensors. Butcher flipped through the map book.
Another transmission, "Battalion Two, Engine Three on scene, large footprint concrete tilt-up, retail building, heavy smoke showing from the roof. We'll be in live-line operations."
It was McKinley. I heard the strain in his voice. Not high-pitched or excited, but almost muted. Like he was trying really hard not to sound high-pitched or excited.

                                                   Excerpt B

 He forced his eyes open and stared into the face of a man with a hat and a muffler wrapped around his mouth.
 “Let go!” The man bellowed over the wind. Royce blinked against the snow dropping into his face.
 “Falling...” The skin of his lips cracked and tore as he tried to talk.
 “You weren’t falling! I was dragging you.”
 Royce could barely hear the man over the wind.
 “You have to walk. I can’t do this anymore.”
 The man shoved Royce to his side. He thought he knew what the man wanted, but he couldn’t seem to make his muscles work. Everything was numb, as if his body was asleep.
 The man pushed and pulled Royce to his feet before he tugged Royce’s arm over his shoulder. Groggily, Royce tried to focus on his feet. He had to keep them beneath him. He knew that. Survival was important. He had a job to do.
 He’d been following a trail, following the boots, the small boots. As his eyes focused on his feet, he saw the shoes beside his. They were small.
 Small boots.
 Something clicked in Royce’s mind and sank deep into his thoughts. But before he could react, they came to a cabin. The little man pushed him through the door. Sudden warmth rushed over Royce. His skin tingled and his brain flashed red hot with anguish. He groaned.
 “Don’t pass out on me, yet,” the little man commanded through the muffler. He slid a chair behind Royce and eased him into it. Royce flopped backwards and his head lolled.
 “Wake up.” He grasped Royce’s coat and slapped his cheeks. “I can’t do this myself.”
 Royce’s eyes flew open.
 “Lift your arm.”
 Royce obeyed, but all the while, his mind focused on one thing. This man, with the hat and muffler wrapped around his face, was his man, his midnight intruder. He knew that as surely as he knew his head hurt.
 Slowly, he leaned to the side and his eyes closed. His rescuer jerked him forward and slapped him again.
 “These have to come off.”
 Royce nodded as he shoved at his pants and long johns. When they were off, the cabin’s owner threw a blanket over his body.
 “Now you can lie down.” Royce half slid out of the chair onto a pile of pelts and blankets beside him.
 The sudden comfort overwhelmed him. He wanted to close his eyes and slip away. But his blurry gaze focused on his rescuer as he unwrapped the muffler. He wanted…needed to see this man’s face, the man who had saved his life. He forced himself to watch as he pulled off the floppy gray hat.
 Royce blinked. His foggy mind was playing tricks on him. A long, golden braid fell from beneath the hat and lay across the man’s shoulder. He slipped off the coat and beneath was the slender shape of a woman.
 His man...his midnight visitor, was a woman! Shock filled Royce’s mind, and his head flopped senselessly sideways.

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Friday, September 23, 2011

Staff Clash Winner is....

Congratulations to Delia Latham!
Congratulations Delia!


Also a big thank you to Katie McCurdy for participating.

We had an excellent voter turn out this time and here are some of the comments from our readers!


"This was a cruel choice!! LOL! They were both excellent."

About Delia's excerpt:
"Beautiful words expressing emotion and making the reader want more."

"Intense emotions on both excerpts! Great job!"

"Terrific excerpts!"

About Katie's excerpt: "I need to know Wulf better! I have a feeling he's dreamy."

"Awesome clash with two well-written, emotion-packed scenes! Great job, authors!"

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Host: Amanda Flower

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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Meet Delia Latham

About Delia

Born and raised in Weedpatch, California, Delia Latham moved to Oklahoma in '08, making her a self-proclaimed California Okie. She loves to read and write in her country home, and gets a kick out of watching her husband play Farmer John. She's a Christian wife, mother, grandmother, sister and friend, but especially loves being a princess daughter to the King of Kings. She loves Dr. Pepper and hearing from her readers. Contact her through her website or e-mail delia AT delialatham DOT net.

Interview with Delia

How do you pack emotions into your writing without going too far?

I'm assuming you're asking about emotions having to do with passion, since that's where an inspirational romance has to draw a line. I haven't found staying on this side of the line difficult at all, probably because, in my humble opinion, romance is so much more romantic at the stage just prior to physical consummation. The delicious shivers of expectation, the humming of emotion through one's entire being, the anticipation of more to come. And there's something so sweetly romantic about a man and a woman being willing to save that peak of passion for their wedding night, and to me as a reader, I love when the author is able to take me right to the bedroom door, but then leave me and my imagination to write between the lines. I stop the scene when my heart tells me I'm pushing the limits of what should be taken behind closed doors.

What is your favorite genre to write and what do you love about it?

Romance - but I love adding little touches of the supernatural. Angels seem to find their way into my books without my invitation...but that's OK. Apparently God has a reason for that, and I'm certain He knows more about it than I do.

What has your experience been as a staff member of Clash of the Titles?

I'm very, very new as a staff member, but I'm truly loving it. Everyone is helpful and encouraging, and I think we all share the common goal of wanting to see COTT grow and become a force to be reckoned with in the blogging arena. I love having the opportunity to get an inside peek into the lives of the authors - some of whom I'm familiar with, as well as those who are new to me. I didn't realize exactly how much work went into a site like COTT, and I'm extremely impressed with the dedication and teamwork involved, among the entire staff. I feel blessed to be a part of it!


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Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Let's Party!


Happy Anniversary, Clash of the Titles!

It's been almost a year since COTT opened its voting-booth doors and invited everyone in. Over the past twelve months, readers have chosen 25 Clash winners and received 48 free books. And along the way, a family formed. That family consists of the voters, authors, staff, and the 25+ blogs who have banded together in mutual support with COTT.

This is cause for major celebration! So COTT is doing it up to the nines.

Clash of the Titles' first annual Tournament of Champions begins next month! Over the course of four weeks, past winners from the previous year will compete in a series of clashes for the ultimate prize: the Laurel Award. The Laurel, COTT's most prestigious honor, is awarded by public vote to a single author among the year's champions.

Voters are expected to turn out in droves to support their favorites and participate in games just for readers. Each week, COTT sponsors—consisting of various authors and staff—will issue fun challenges to readers along with the chance to win gift cards, critique services, a business card design, and more. A dozen sponsors are lined up for the event so far. That's a lot of prizes!

Throughout the month, details and updates on the Tournament of Champions will be shared on the COTT website and featured within the Blog Alliance. To help spread the word, please grab the special Tournament Button (below) to display on your site. Then send a link to your page to: contactcott at gmail dot com to enter the special COTT Shout-About drawing. The drawing will take place during the first week of the Tournament and the winner will receive a Clash of the Titles mug.

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Monday, September 19, 2011

Meet Katie McCurdy

About Katie

I’m the third eldest in a family of ten children, so as you can guess, my life stays hoppin’! My older brother is away at law school and my older sister has recently begun courting and planning her future, thus opening a very new chapter in my life. While I’m taking on more responsibilities around the house, writing and reading still remain my favorite things to do, even if it’s just for a few minutes each before bed. I am currently writing a medieval suspense with the working title of The Princess’ Assassin. As mentioned, along with a passion for writing, I am an avid reader. My free time is spent either on the computer, or in a book…or playing a good game of volleyball and hanging out with my awesome family and friends.

Interview with Katie

How do you pack emotions into your writing without going too far?

Usually, on my first draft, I go too far. lol! I often go TOO much in depth, and make my scene length and drawn out. When I go back to rewrite, that's when I tighten my writing and bring in the emotional impact I need. I've found that the best way to do this, without going too far, is tight writing.


What is your favorite genre to write and what do you love about it?

Hmm...When I first began writing, I enjoyed historical. But since beginning The Princess Assassin', I find myself falling in love with the medieval era. So, I'd have to say that I really enjoy writing in the dark ages.


What has your experience been as a staff member of Clash of the Titles?

It's been great! All the other COTT staff members are awesome and really made me feel welcome. It's been a wonderful experience!!


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Saturday, September 17, 2011

A Summer in Oakville--COTT Staff Releases a New Book!



COTT staff, Lisa Lickel, along with co-author, COTT champ Shellie Neumeier, have been celebrating since the recent release of their co-written novel. And we're celebrating with them!!

Congratulations, ladies!

Lisa has been with Clash of the Titles since it's inception in September of 2010. Other novels by Lisa include Meander Scar, Healing Grace, and The Gold Standard. Shellie Neumeier's young adult novel, Driven, won the COTT Blurb Battle of May 2011. We're proud of them both and honored to have them be part of the COTT family.

But today, we're featuring their latest accomplishment--A Summer in Oakville!

ABOUT A SUMMER IN OAKVILLE:

One Magical Summer in Oakville, Wisconsin,
Love Finds its Way through Four Entwined Lives.

Tessa Hasmer Murphy has a secret. Estranged from her husband, will she let a past love and a fight to save the family farm destroy her marriage and daughter Lindsay’s happiness?

Lindsay Murphy plans to live on her grandparents’ farm until she can find a job, but developer Brandon Calloway has other plans for the property. As she wages war against him, will she lose her heart and the farm both?

Widower Arthur Hasmer’s life and that of his son, Andy, spiral out of control. Then old friend, Dana London, reenters the picture with the power to help them all back to love, joy and faith.

Andy Hasmer has the ultimate bummer life. No mom, not much of a dad, no future. When he’s sent to the farm and wrecks the truck, nothing could be worse than the lousy job he takes to pay Grampa back—except maybe putting up with the pastor’s daughter, Ella.

WHAT OTHERS ARE SAYING:

""You'll be hooked from the first page of A SUMMER IN OAKVILLE. This novel grabs the senses and doesn't let go."
Award-winning novelist Carolyn Howard-Johnson

"A SUMMER IN OAKVILLE is the vivid portrait of a fragmented family finding the faith to unite in an effort to save the land and life they thought they had lost. A wonderful story you might find a bit of yourself in."
Author Allan E. Ansorge

"A SUMMER IN OAKVILLE transports readers deep into the soul of family. Lisa and Shellie have woven four unique stories into one heart-tugging narrative of reconciliation, love, forgiveness and hope. It's hard to say who inspires me more. Tessa, Lindsay, Andy, and Art each bring their longings and unravel their secrets in a situation that ultimately ties them together as tightly as your family or mine. A very uplifting read!"
Author Naomi Dawn Musch

"A SUMMER IN OAKVILLE is a cleverly-composed novel that addresses issues from the past, affecting four characters' present-day lives. Shellie Neumeier and Lisa Lickel are a dynamic writing duo!"
Author Andrea Boeshaar

“Like quills of bittersweet devotion that pierce the heart, yet warm with the matchless comfort of forgiveness—A SUMMER IN OAKVILLE is a beautifully woven series of unforgettable novellas.”
Author Tessa Stockton

CONNECT WITH THESE LADIES HERE:

lisalickel.com
shellieneumeier.com

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Friday, September 16, 2011

Hostess Authors Revealed

Excerpt A came from Katie McCurdy’s The Princess' Assassin

When a mission of mercy nearly ends in a kidnapping, Princess Olivia’s life takes a drastic turn. In one night she witnesses the unthinkable when the kingdom of Trinovia is taken over by a sinister man who destroys everything she holds dear. Doomed to a forced marriage and life as a captive within castle walls, Olivia escapes into hiding.

But one man stands in her way—a paid assassin hiding a tortured soul. Wulf’s only aim was to complete his mission. No feelings involved. He never imagined it would stir emotions he wanted left buried, and memories he wished to abandon.

In a fight for their lives, Olivia and Wulf must overcome murder, betrayal, abductions, sword fights, slavery, and duals…all while trying to save the kingdom.

About the Author

Katie McCurdy self-published her first historical fiction, Journey of Faith, and has since been honing her craft. Now nineteen, along with writing her own novels, she’s an avid reader and blogs at Legacy of a Writer.

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Excerpt B came from Delia Latham’s Kylie’s Kiss

On a dare, Kylie Matthews lands smack in the middle of Solomon’s Gate—Castle Creek’s new Christian dating agency—and she finds herself revealing exactly what she’s waiting for in a relationship: “The kiss that steals my breath away.”

What she doesn’t reveal is her lack of self-esteem or her irrational reaction to facial disfigurement. Neither is applicable to her quest to find the perfect match. But that seemingly superficial malady becomes all-important when her first agency-arranged date is Rick Dale—a man who is everything Kylie is searching for. He’s handsome, smart, fun. Rick has it all…including an angelic six-year-old daughter with severe scarring on one side of her face.

Hard at work founding a therapy camp for young female victims of deformity or disfigurement, Rick wants Kylie to be a part of those plans. She’d love to say yes…but how can she, when every contact with the facility’s guests—and Rick’s own daughter—will make her violently ill?

Kylie is ready to admit their relationship doesn’t stand a chance, but she’s forgotten that God makes a way where there seems no way.

About the Author

Delia writes inspirational romance and women's fiction, and is currently contracted through White Rose Publishing and Vinspire Publishing.

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Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Thank you to Our Blog Alliance


Any guesses who the COTT staff clashers are this week?
Could it be an editor like Senior Editor April Gardner or Assistant Editor Michelle Massaro?
Or maybe our web Master Patty Wysong?
Perhaps one of our hostess Lisa Lickel?
Maybe one of our Blog Alliance Correspondents: Delia Latham or Gail Pallotta?
Marketing guru like Jennifer Slattery?
Or Talent Scout Katie McCurdy?
It also could be the mistress of social media, Raquel Byrnes
Let us know who you think it is!
There’s still time to vote here!

MEET OUR PARTNERS


After an early morning workout Joanne Troppello sits at her computer near two big windows. Working from an office in her home in the northeast, she “loves getting plenty of sunshine.” She munches on her breakfast as she starts one of five weekly blogs. Her focus is “to connect authors and readers.”
This prolific writer also schedules giveaways and one-time events.  Past specialties include two internet festivities, The Royal Wedding and Summer Blog parties. On the books—a Christmas Blog Party. Get ready for the fun.
Joanne likes to spotlight newer, unknown authors in addition to networking with all authors.  Writers’ opportunities include Monday interviews and mid-week guest blogs. Two Fridays out of the month she does book reviews. The other two she interviews guests in her Reader’s Corner. One of her favorite things is hearing from readers. She says, “They are who we write for, and we want to write stories that appeal to them with characters that stay with them for a long time.” Joanne says her readers “really like commenting on blog postings and hearing back from authors.”
An author of two books, All Romance ebooks best seller Mr. Shipley’s Governess and Shadowed Remembrances, Joanne writes in the mystery and inspirational genres. When she isn’t at her computer, she loves spending time with her husband and family.
To discover lots of fun activities for writers and readers visit Joanne at http://joannetroppello.weebly.com/

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Artist, writer and blogger Carrie Lewis paints portraits for her day job and in her leisure time. Her favorite subject is horses. Easels, paintings and portraits-in-progress abound throughout her Kansas home, including some in her office.
She’s written for as long as she can remember, finishing her first complete manuscript in eighth grade. She says, “I’ve been dividing my time between the studio and the writing desk, and God has seen fit to keep me at home.”
Saving Grace, Carrie’s WIP, “…is a cross between speculative fiction, suspense and Old Testament prophecy.” As far as the WIP and what Carrie normally writes, she says, “It’s so far outside the box....I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to get back into that box.”
An active blogger, Carrie posts three times a week. Her topics include writing tips, reports on stories she’s working on, the way we write, and the things we write about. She recently started putting up a weekly writing prompt. It’s “been fun and uses images, colors, sounds, all sorts of things.” For her readers she hopes to share what she’s had to “learn the hard way so that those who follow might not have to learn the same way.” She wants to “encourage writers to heed the promptings of the Holy Spirit when deciding what to write, especially if the story they have to tell is outside what most of us think of as popular fiction.”
When we stop by Carrie’s blog, I imagine we’ll see some of her horse paintings as well as her writings! What a treat. Visit her at http://writing-well.carrie-lewis.com/


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Monday, September 12, 2011

Staff Clash

Host: Amanda Flower


This Clash is just for fun as two of our staff members go head to head!

EXCERPT A
Not far from the castle’s outer walls at the edge of the forest, Wulf sat on his horse and waited for the Princess to emerge from the gate. The security at the castle was terribly slack. He couldn’t believe it had been so easy.

That woman is far too na├»ve and trusting…

He glanced down at his clenched fist. The muscles in his jaw hardened. When had the job become distasteful to him? Even though he sensed the answer, he didn’t want to admit it—Lena. Princess Olivia’s resemblance to her had shaken him to the core. He’d killed Lena…and now he would do the same with her look-alike.

Cramps shot up his hand, reminding him to relax his vise-like grip. The sunlight that filtered through the dense trees reflected off the gold pendent that rested in the palm of his hand.

Guilt pricked his heart.

He ought to dash the pendant to the forest floor and let his stallion trample it to dust. Or throw it into the first stream he came across and allow the currents to carry it away. Either of those would rid him of the little piece of jewelry that seemed to scorch his skin. Instead, his fingers curled around it.

Wulf rubbed weary eyes as he continued to wait. Thunder sounded in the distance as a strong wind played with his long, brown hair. The approaching storm intensified the gloomy darkness of the woods around him.

A sigh escaped his lips. There were times, like now, he wished he could get out of this life. Mayhap if he were a different man... But what was the use? He wasn’t different. He couldn’t change what he’d done. What he’d become.

Nothing could.

The Princess rode out of the gate with two guards at her horse’s heels. Hardly near a sufficient number to ensure safety.

This job was becoming painfully easy.

Wulf would prefer having to kill a ruthless man hid behind twenty expert swordsmen then this royal family who appeared like a lamb ready for slaughter. As Princess Olivia and her entourage approached him, he dropped the chain around his neck and hid the pendant within his shirt. He could get rid of it later.

A smile that would outshine the sun on a cloudless day broke across Princess Olivia’s face. “Thank you for waiting, good sir. We can be off now.”

Bowing his head to her, he spun his stallion toward the trail and started at an easy pace. As far as he was concerned, the sooner this job was over, the better.

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EXCERPT B

Lea’s hair hung past her waist in a smooth, silky curtain of blonde interwoven with sunshine. She smiled, and lifted eyes the color of a robin’s egg to meet Kylie’s stunned gaze.

Behind Lea, Trina’s lips and hands moved. She pointed first at Dayna, then Eva Kate, and finally Kylie. Making introductions, of course, but Kylie didn’t hear a word. She heard only the loud purring of her melting heart as she gazed at the face of the beautiful child who surely must be some kind of angel.

As if no one else existed in the room, Lea walked—floated—across the room toward her. Without a second’s thought, Kylie slid off the sofa to kneel on the floor.

The little girl stood in front of her, studying her face. “Kylie. You’re here. He said you’d come.”

“Who said that? Your daddy?”

“No. Daddy only said you made him sad.” Lea tucked Kylie’s hair behind one ear and brought her lips close to it. “Solomon told me,” she whispered.

Kylie opened her mouth, but couldn’t make a sound, so she nodded. Her eyes burned, and she was horrified when tears overflowed them and raced down her cheeks. Lea reached out and caught one as it dropped from Kylie’s eyelash. She brought the wet finger to her own lips and kissed it.

“I love you, Kylie.” Her sweet voice wound a melodic path straight into Kylie’s heart.

Did she reach for Lea, or did the child reach for her? She didn’t know, but the little girl’s arms wrapped themselves around her neck and Kylie pulled the tiny body against her chest and hugged her. “I love you too, Lea.”

While the other women watched in shock and wonder, the child kissed Kylie’s wet cheek, then took a tiny step backward. She lifted Kylie’s hand and placed it on her own scarred and ruined face. “See? It’s nothing really, just a memory from the fire.”

Kylie stroked the tight, puckered skin, but under her trembling fingers, it felt smooth and soft and beautiful. “Yes, I see that,” she murmured.

“I—I want to touch your scar too. OK?”

She took the little girl’s hand and guided it to her eyebrow. But Lea shook her head, and her smile sealed Kylie’s fate. Her heart would forever belong to this angel child.

“No, not that. That’s just a sore spot. It doesn’t matter.” She laid her hand on Kylie’s chest and raised those beautiful eyes to meet Kylie’s teary gaze. “I meant this scar. It hurts the most, doesn’t it?”

Kylie choked back a sob, suddenly sure this was all a dream.

“Don’t cry anymore. We’ll make it all better together. Won’t we?”

“Yes,” Kylie whispered. “We will.” She cupped Lea’s face in both her hands. “We’ll fix each other’s scars together.”

Lea nodded, then turned to her other guests. The spell broke, and Kylie found that she had the strength to lift herself off the floor and back onto the sofa, though her legs trembled as if she’d walked a mile uphill.
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Friday, September 9, 2011

And the Snappiest Dialogue excerpt Champion is

First, I want to share some of very supportinve comments these two authors recived these past two weeks:


·         Love the snappy dialogue because it always piques my interest and I keep reading! Good writing from both authors!

·         Both are really great! I wish I could read more of these stories. =)

·         Loved them both! Hard to choose. Can't wait to see who wrote them.

·         My grandfather used to quote the same verse to me as a child except he started with, "One figgy, foggy morning, cloudy was the weather I chance to meet..." I found this very interesting as a result.

·         Loved the "misty, moisty morning!" set into the dialogue. Very clever!

·         Wow! Tough one. Good job authors.

·         Both are cute. Hard choice.

·         Sample B's last line is terrific.

·         Oooh...I love both of these snippets! Definitely makes me want to know "the rest of the story" in both situations. Great dialogue!

·         Loved the dialogue in both of these snippets. What great characters!


The reader's choice for Snappiest Dialogue goes to....



           Really... it was a VERY




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                                                             VOTE!




But Sarah Sundin is our Snappiest Dialogue Clash Champion!
Sarah receives the coveted "I Conquered COTT" button for her to display online, and
Marylu receives the "I Took the COTT Challenge" button.
Congratulations to you both, Marylu and Sarah, and thank you so much for joining us.

And now--the book drawings:

For Sarah's book, Christy.

For Marylu's book, Gwendolyn Gage.

Thank you all for coming by this clash. Please join us in our book club discussion of past Clash winners and on our Facebook page.

Next week our new Staff Clash hosted by Amanda Flower.

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Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Revealing Excerpt B - Snappiest Dialogue Clash

And Except B is from...Marylu Tyndall's Surrender the Heart.
Read the Excerpt here.

Leave a comment here or on our Facebook page in order to enter the drawing for a copy of our clashing titles. And join us in our book club discussion of past Clash winners. My deepest thanks for Katie McCurdy, COTT Talent Scout, for putting this Clash together.


A young mistrustful lady, desperate to save her family

A man, burdened by guilt, desperate to please his

Both caught in the brink of a war that could change the course of history forever

On the brink of the War of 1812, Marianne Denton must marry to unlock her inheritance. Without the money, her mother can’t receive medical care and her sister will be destitute. But Noah Brenin needs to sail his cargo to England before the war commences in order to prove his worth to his father and make enough money so he won’t have to marry at all.

But when Noah walks out on their engagement party, Maria nne chases him down and ends up on his merchantman out at sea. The situation worsens when Noah’s ship encounters a British man-of-war and the couple is impressed into the British navy.

While a young lad’s prophecy of destiny looms over them both, Maria nne and Noah are forced to face their darkest fears as they desperately try to find a way to escape and fulfill their destinies—destinies that could change the course of the war and history forever.


Marylu wants to know:

Place in order of the most important thing to you that makes a good book to the least important. Great characters, unique setting, dialogue, interesting plot, adventure, theme, romance, mystery, and suspense.

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Monday, September 5, 2011

The Reveal...excerpt A Snappiest Dialogue

Welcome back to Week Two of Clash of the Title's Snappiest Dialogue Clash. Last week, we invited you to vote on two excerpts. Leave a comment here or on our Facebook page in order to enter the drawing for a copy of our clashing titles. And join us in our book club discussion of past Clash winners. My deepest thanks to COTT Talent Scout, Katie McCurdy, for putting this Clash together.

Excerpt A came from Sarah Sundin's A Memory Between Us.




Back Cover Blurb: Major Jack Novak has never failed to meet a challenge—until he meets army nurse Lieutenant Ruth Doherty. When Jack lands in the army hospital after a plane crash, he makes winning Ruth's heart a top-priority mission. But he has his work cut out for him. Not only is Ruth focused on her work in order to support her orphaned siblings back home, she also is determined not to give her heart to any man.
As the danger and tension of World War II rise to a fever pitch, Jack and Ruth will need each other more than ever. Can Jack break down her defenses? Or are they destined to go their separate ways?
 
From the English countryside to the perilous skies over France, A Memory Between Us takes you on a journey through love, forgiveness, and sacrifice.
 
A Memory Between Us is the second book in the Wings of Glory series, which follows the three Novak brothers, B-17 bomber pilots with the US Eighth Air Force stationed in England during World War II. Each book stands alone.


Sarah's question for you:

Do you exchange snappy dialogue with anyone in your life? If so, whom?

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